CUPO

WHO MURDERER?

"Sir why stop here?" ask the taxi driver.

The taxi driver did not answer.

The taxi driver took his phone out of his pocket.

And you can hear the conversation between the taxi driver and someone who speaks to Difa himself also does not know who the driver's interlocutor is.

"It's the boss."

"Good, now bring him inside" exclaimed the man across the phone.

"Good boss."

"Come," the driver told Difa.

"No, this is not my home. The road to my house does not pass through here," said Difa refused to be invited down the driver.

"Come," said the driver firmly.

"No," ringed Difa.

"Come," forced the driver while pulling Difa's hand.

"No sir, I don't want to."

"Come on."

Eventually the taxi driver managed to get Difa out of the car.

"Pak loose," said Difa while trying to release his hand from the driver's grasp.

But Difa's efforts to escape are in vain because the man's energy is stronger than his own.

Minimalist house size can be said not too big, only a patch and can be guessed that the house does not have special spaces in it.

The front field of the house is very narrow, maybe only a small vehicle can enter directly into the field area of the house.

Silent, silent no one was there.

The buildings of the house that can be counted using the fingers, do not look people passing by there.

The building of a dirty house can be concluded that the place is not inhabited.

I don't know where the people there are, leaving their homes.

Difa was dragged into one of the houses there.

Tied to Difa in it, legs, tied hands and a mouth that has been covered with a handkerchief tied firmly, making Difa grimace.

What is this place? inner Difa.

The man stopped his steps, and stood right in front of Difa who was sitting tied to a chair.

Hahaha, that someone's laughter.

Who is he, the inner Difa wondered.

Difa kept looking at the man.

I don't know him, why he kidnapped me what he wanted.

"Why do you see me?" said the man.

Difa just lowered her head, wanting to feel like she was asking that person, would be their purpose to kidnap him.

But how could his closed mouth could not make him talk at all.

The man walked around Difa.

"Gue is actually kasian ya.. ngeliat lo kayak gini, because I look like a good girl deh," he said with a tone of voice as if feeling pity.

"Hem I just let go elo deh," he said right in front of Difa.

Hearing that he was about to let go, made Difa look up at him.

"But boong, hahaha," he said and laughed wickedly.

"Gue won't, 'lantin elo" he whispered in Difa's ear softly but sounded terrible to Difa himself.

"Gue actually has nothing to do with you, hem. And the killer loved elo very much, so he also had to pay for all the evil deeds of the killer" he said grinning.

Uh..emhh.. Difa tried to speak.

"Why would you like to talk?" said the man and was embraced by Difa.

He opened Difa's mouth cover.

Hufh.... Difa regulates his breath, which stings because of the stuffy.

After he had calmed down Difa immediately spoke...

"Who are you and what do you mean to say the killer loves me, who's the killer you mean?" ask Difa in a row after the person opened a handkerchief that has since made him unable to talk.

That guy just smiled cynically."It turns out. plain elo is also yes."

"You mean?"

"The person...."